Where do you come from nameless sadness

To seep into my hours

To fill these eye-cups, that now hurt less

When they listen to this heart?

Faceless shapeless, shrouding all

Today holds dear and must save,

You, needing neither welcome nor call

Come to comfort but enslave.

What must I do to break the pact

You keep with unsettling times,

Though you appear to act on peace

Why then do you hide your crimes?

There is little I can to help a ghost

Who has forgotten his face.

You who has no memories, yet cost

Me a good happy day.

Show me your face, tell me your name

So I could help you and me.

You mustn't linger this often each day

Lest you lose importance, turn commonly.

Come now sadness take a grave

Find another haunting hour

For presently I must be at peace

Much greater things await.